Time for a Childish Wednesday

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Greetings my darlings, I'm still classics_lover and I'm still hosting this week. To get us over Hump Day, how about Childhood? Prompts and fills can de-age adult characters, focus on canon kids, go back in time to when the characters were kids or introduce kids to the characters/fandoms you love so well. Have fun with it!

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.

Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Iron Man movieverse, Tony Stark/Pepper Potts, Tony is a surprisingly good babysitter, which gives Pepper ideas...

+ Assassin's Creed (Renaissance Trilogy), Ezio Auditore/Sofia Sartor + Flavia, Ezio is a doting Daddy

+ Author's choice, author's choice, "Well, it turned {pronoun} into (a) kid(s)." "How can you tell?" "If {pronoun} was/were adult(s) right now, {they}'d be really annoyed by that."

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While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.


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Fill: It Will Be In Self-Defense (A Song of Ice and Fire, Stark kids, drabbles)

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Robb Stark is dead.

Word passes along the roads, borne on the tongues of refugees and soldiers: the hope of the North, the wolf-king fallen, thrown in an unmarked grave.

These are Bolton lands now, and people speak of the young king in hushed voices when they speak at all, bolt their doors at night and huddle around meager fires as the snow falls fast outside, not for warmth but in fear.

Robb is dead, but his lady mother... walks, they say, and then say no more of that.

A name and a legacy are not so easy to kill.

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Secure behind stone walls, Jeyne listens, and learns, having long since learned to listen. She is dressed in silks, with snowy spills of lace at wrist and throat, and she knows the difference between being secure and being safe. She had another name once, but it is better not to remember it.

So she remembers other things instead, like what lace can hide and which poisons are tasteless, and how to smile so that no one disbelieves you. Each night, she smiles so, practicing the words she cannot yet say.

"A glass of wine, papa, to help you sleep?"

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Bran, cradled in the great roots of a sleeping god, sheds his skin and dreams.

In his dreams he spreads his wings and glides high over snowfields, buffeted by icy winds, and rivers and forested hills stretch before him like a map on a campaign table, a landscape perfectly delineated.

Beneath him, an army gathers, and he sees the pale of their skin, the blue flame of their eyes. He sees the winter in their footsteps, and the cracks in the Wall, and he is only a dreamer, he can do nothing.

But sometimes, Bran dreams of dragonglass and fire.

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Rickon dreams too, in the wild, with a Wildling nurse to guard him - of snow crunching beneath the pads of his feet as he runs and moonlight through branches, the bones of deer and rabbits between his teeth, blood and the hunt. Sometimes, more rarely now, he dreams of other things too: soft voices he almost knows, nursery songs and firelight and the arms of a mother whose face he no longer remembers. He cries sometimes, inconsolable, and sometimes he rages.

He is savage, winter's child heir, and wolves attend him. The people of this country are right to fear.

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A girl with no face takes passage back across the Narrow Sea.

She sleeps unseen amid bales and bushels of merchandise, with a knife and a needle at her side, shadows and nightmares running close behind. She is hunted, the faceless girl, but she is swift, sharp-toothed, free, and she has only one goal: to find the one still living, the girl who bears the name she once discarded and still holds close.

Her sister.

Her sister whole, her sister safe, and then only this: to find the ones who hurt her, and to take out the price in blood.

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And somewhere beyond the Wall, Jon Snow opens ice-blue eyes.

Re: Fill: It Will Be In Self-Defense (A Song of Ice and Fire, Stark kids, drabbles)

[likewinning.livejournal.com]

Oh my god, this is gorgeous. Starks are my favorite thing of all the things, and this is pretty much exactly why - because they are fierce and perservering and family is everything to them, even separated. A name and a legacy are not so easy to kill. yes yes, EXACTLY THAT. <3

I was going to say "my favorite parts of this are Arya and Ricon" but nope, nope, my favorite part is the WHOLE THING. Thank you so much for this beautiful fill!

Re: Fill: It Will Be In Self-Defense (A Song of Ice and Fire, Stark kids, drabbles)

[silvr-dagger.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much! I love the Starks so much, for basically all the reasons you list here, so I'm really happy all of that came through here, and I'm glad you like it.

Re: Fill: It Will Be In Self-Defense (A Song of Ice and Fire, Stark kids, drabbles)

[marlex.livejournal.com]

Wow. You captured all of them. Beautiful.

Re: Fill: It Will Be In Self-Defense (A Song of Ice and Fire, Stark kids, drabbles)

[silvr-dagger.livejournal.com]

Aw, thank you! I'm really glad you liked it!